I spend most of my last day of vacation outside. Ceri and I ride our bikes out to AfroFest at Woodbine Park and it's such a good afternoon. The music and the drumming compel us to stay longer. We do.
We ride back to have a peaceful early dinner at the Keating Channel and are disappointed to find the place has turned into an afternoon dance club with horrible dance club "music" grinding loud over the patio. We leave and ride over to the Esplanade and a enjoy patio dinner there. I have salad with steak and beets and bits of stilton cheese.
Later I meet Kelsey at the Harbourfront and we walk around the piers and look at the vendors' goods and have a drink and chat near the kids' canoeing pond.
Not pleased to get back to the office tomorrow. But I am pleased with how this vacation unfolded; I feel rested and happy and I'm sporting a fabulous tan.
These are such evocative happy photographs. You really captured the rhythm of the music and dancing with the body stances and patterns of the clothing. What a joy. I love African drumming. You can't help but move and feel your body.
Posted by: The Querulous Squirrel | 09 July 2012 at 09:32 PM
It's true, QS, you can't help but move. Drumming gets right down there into some mysterious corner of your gut - we don't understand it, maybe, but we sure do feel it.
Posted by: Jennifer | 10 July 2012 at 10:20 AM
Some of those African drummers are incredible. I defy anyone not to dance to those infectious beats and feel their spirits lift. Awesome shots!
Posted by: Selma | 21 July 2012 at 11:04 PM
That looks like so much fun! We're going to WOMAD (world of music and dance) this weekend and I can't wait.
C x
Posted by: Carol | 22 July 2012 at 02:10 PM
Agree - one MUST MOVE!
Posted by: Jennifer | 23 July 2012 at 10:14 PM
Oh, that would be so good! I hope there are some drawings inspired by it!
Posted by: Jennifer | 23 July 2012 at 10:15 PM